Monday, October 29, 2007

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Dispatcher: 9-1-1, what is your emergency?Caller: I heard what sounded like gunshots coming from the brown house on the corner.Dispatcher: Do you have an address?Caller: No, I'm wearing a blouse and slacks, why?

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Dispatcher: 9-1-1, what is your emergency?Caller: Someone broke into my house and took a bite out of my ham and cheese sandwich.Dispatcher: Excuse me?Caller: I made a ham and cheese sandwich and left it on the kitchen table and when I came back from the bathroom, someone had taken a bite out of it.Dispatcher: Was anything else taken?Caller: No, but this has happened to me before and I'm sick and tired of it!

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Dispatcher: 9-1-1, fire or emergency?Caller: Fire, I guess.Dispatcher: How can I help you sir?Caller: I was wondering: does the Fire Department put snow chains on their trucks?Dispatcher: Yes sir. Do you have an emergency?Caller: Well, I've spent the last 4 hours trying to put these chains on my tires and... well... do you think the Fire Department could come over and help me?Dispatcher: Help you what?Caller: Help me get these chains on my car!

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Dispatcher: 9-1-1, what is the nature of your emergency?Caller: I'm trying to reach nine-eleven but my phone doesn't have an eleven on it.Dispatcher: This is nine-eleven.Caller: I thought you just said it was nine-one-one?Dispatcher: Yes, ma'am; nine-one-one and nine-eleven are the same thing.Caller: Honey, I may be old, but I'm not stupid.

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Dispatcher: 9-1-1Caller: Yeah, I'm having trouble breathing. I'm all out of breath. Darn, I think I'm going to pass out.Dispatcher: Sir, where are you calling from?Caller: I'm at a pay phone. North and Foster. Damn!Dispatcher: Sir, an ambulance is on the way. Are you an asthmatic?Caller: No.Dispatcher: What were you doing before you started having trouble breathing?Caller: Running from the Police.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Monday, October 22, 2007

Colonel Cargill could be relied on to run the most prosperous enterprise into the ground. He was a self-made man who owed his lack of success to nobody.

===

Now, men, don't misunderstand me. This is all voluntary, of course. I'd be the last colonel in the world to order you to go to that U.S.O show and have a good time, but I want every one of you who isn't sick enough to be in hospital to go to that U.S.O. show right now and have a good time, and that's an order!"

===

Yossarian looked at him soberly and tried another approach. "Is Orr crazy?"

"He sure is," Doc Daneeka said.

"Can you ground him?"

"I sure can but first he has to ask me to. That's part of the rule."

"Then why doesn't he ask you to?"

"Because he's crazy," Doc Daneeka said. "He has to be crazy to keep flying combat missions after all the close calls he's had. Sure I can ground Orr. But first he has to ask me to."

"That's all he has to do to be grounded?"

"That's all. Let him ask me."

"And then you can ground him?" Yossarian asked.

"No, then I can't ground him."

"You mean there's a catch?"

"Sure there is a catch," Doc Daneeka replied. "Catch-22. Anyone who wants to get out of combat duty isn't really crazy."

===

"What would they do to me," he asked in confidential tones, "if I refuse to fly them?"

"We'd probably shoot you," ex-P.F.C. Wintergreen replied.

"We?" Yossarian cried in surprise. "What do you mean we? Since when are you on their side?"

"If you're going to be shot, whose side do you expect me to be on?" ex-P.F.C. Wintergreen retorted.

===

"Give Yossarian all the dried fruit and fruit juices he wants," Doc Daneeka had written. "He says he has a liver condition."

"A letter like this, " Milo mumbled despondently, "could ruin any mess officer in the world." Milo had come to Yossarian's tent to read the letter again, following his carton of lost provisions across the squadron like a mourner. "I have to give you as much as you ask for. Why, the letter doesn't even say you have to eat it all by yourself."

"And it's a good thing it doesn't," Yossarian told him, "because I never eat any of it. I have a liver condition."

"Oh yes, I forgot," said Milo, in a voice lowered derentially. "Is it bad?"

"Just bad enough," Yossarian answered cheerfully.

"I see," said Milo. "What does that mean?"

"It means it couldn't be better..."

"I don't think I understand."

"... without being worse. Now do you see?"

"Yes, now I see. But I still don't think I understand."

"Well, don't let it trouble you. Let it trouble me. You see, I don't really have a liver condition. I've just got the symptoms. I have a Garnett-Fleischaker syndrome."

"I see," said Milo. "And what is a Garnett-Fleischaker syndrome?"

"A liver condition."

===

What's his name?"

"Yossarian, sir," Lieutenant Scheisskopf said.

"Yes, Yossarian. That's right. Yossarian. Yossarian? Is that his name? Yossarian? What the hell kind of name is Yossarian?"

Lieutenant Scheisskopf had the facts at his fingertips. "It's Yossarian's name, sir," he explained

===

"About how long will I have to wait before I can go in to see the major?"

"Just until he goes out to lunch," Sergeant Towser replied. "Then you can go right in."

"But he won't be in there then. Will he?"

"No, sir. Major Major won't be back in his office until after lunch."

"I see," Appleby decided uncertainly.

===

"I used to get a big kick out of saving people's lives. Now I wonder what the hell's the point, since they all have to die anyway."

===

"He has a happy facility for getting different people to agree what a prick he is,"

===

I'm asking you to save my life."

"It's not my business to save lives," Doc Daneeka retorted sullenly.

"What is your business?"

"I don't know what my business is. All they ever told me was to uphold the ethics of my profession and never give testomony against another physician."

===Why can't we all pray for something good, like a tighter bomb pattern, for example? Couldn't we pray for a tighter bomb pattern?"

==="General Peckem even recommends that we send our men into combat in full-dress uniform so they'll make a good impression on the enemy when they're shot down."

==="There is nothing so absurd about risking your life for your country," [Nately] declared.

"Isn't there?" asked the old man. "What is a country? A country is a piece of land surrounded on all sides by boundaries, usually unnatural. Englishmen are dying for England. Americans are dying for America. Germans are dying for Germany. Russians are dying for Russia. There are now fifty or sixty countries fighting in this war. Sure so many countries can't all be worth dying for."

"It certainly is not your leg!" Nurse Cramer retorted. "That leg belongs to the U.S. government. It's no different than a gear or a bedpan. The Army has invested a lot of money to make you an airplane pilot, and you've got no right to disobey the doctor's order."

===

"While none of the work we do is very important, it is important that we do a great deal of it"

===Dear Mrs., Mr., Miss, or Mr. and Mrs. Daneeka:Words cannot express the deep personal grief I experienced when your husband, son, father or brother was killed, wounded or reported missing in action.

===Chaplain," he asked casually, "of what religious persuasion are you?"

"I'm an Anabaptist, sir."

"That's a pretty suspicious religion, isn't it?"

"Suspicious?" inquired the chaplain in a kind of innocent daze. "Why, sir?"

"Well, I don't know a thing about it. You'll have to admit that, won't you? Doesn't that make it pretty suspicious?" ===

"Why'd you steal it [plum tomato] from Colonel Cathcart if you didn't want it?"

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

In the 1994 Winter Olympics in Lillehammer, American TV interviewed Kjell Aamodt who ultimately won the slalom: "Kjell, this is the greatest collection of skiers on the most difficult course ever designed. What's it going to take to win a medal today?"

Aamodt said: "Vell, I tink you have to finish first, second, or third."

Monday, October 15, 2007

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the gates. "Welcome to Heaven," says St. Peter. " However there is a slight problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, so we're not sure what to do with you."

So St Peter decided. "You will spend half a day in hell and half a day in heaven," he said. "Then you can choose where to spend eternity."

This seemed like a reasonable compromise to the politician. So first he heads off to hell, and he soon finds himself in the middle of a beautiful golf course. All his friends and other politicians who had worked with him are there too. He plays an enjoyable round of golf and then enjoys several drinks at the 19th and a terrific meal.

He is having such a good time that before he realises it, the 12 hours are over and it is time to go.

The pollie then visits heaven, joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. It's sweet but lacks the excitement of the other place.

"Well, then, you've spent half a day in hell and another half in heaven. Now choose your eternity," says St. Peter

The senator reflects for a minute. "Well, I have to say that although heaven is delightful, I think I would be better off in hell."

Immediately he finds himself in the middle of a barren desert covered with garbage, where all his friends are dressed in rags, picking up the waste and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

"I don't understand," stammers the politician.

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted."

includes such wondrous gems as tampon flowers for Valentine lovers ("menstrual magic for any romance"), a tampon blowgun ("for the menstrual militia"), Christmas tree decorations ("feminine hygiene has never been so festive"), and that must have accoutrement for every virile man-about-town: the tampon toupee complete with viagra cufflinks.

Mayu Yamamoto of the International Medical Center of Japan, for developing a way to extract vanillin -- vanilla fragrance and flavoring -- from cow dung.REFERENCE: "Novel Production Method for Plant Polyphenol from Livestock Excrement Using Subcritical Water Reaction," Mayu Yamamoto, International Medical Center of Japan.WHO ATTENDED THE CEREMONY: Mayu YamamotoPRESS NOTE: Toscanini's Ice Cream, the finest ice cream shop in Cambridge, Massachusetts, created a new ice cream flavor in honor of Mayu Yamamoto, and introduced it at the Ig Nobel ceremony. The flavor is called "Yum-a-Moto Vanilla Twist."

LINGUISTICS:

Juan Manuel Toro, Josep B. Trobalon and Núria Sebastián-Gallés, of Universitat de Barcelona, for showing that rats sometimes cannot tell the difference between a person speaking Japanese backwards and a person speaking Dutch backwards.REFERENCE: "Effects of Backward Speech and Speaker Variability in Language Discrimination by Rats," Juan M. Toro, Josep B. Trobalon and Núria Sebastián-Gallés, Journal of Experimental Psychology: Animal Behavior Processes, vol. 31, no. 1, January 2005, pp 95-100.WHO ATTENDED THE CEREMONY: The winners could not travel to the ceremony, so they instead delivered their acceptance speech via recorded video

LITERATURE:

Glenda Browne of Blaxland, Blue Mountains, Australia, for her study of the word "the" -- and of the many ways it causes problems for anyone who tries to put things into alphabetical order.REFERENCE: "The Definite Article: Acknowledging 'The' in Index Entries," Glenda Browne, The Indexer, vol. 22, no. 3 April 2001, pp. 119-22.WHO ATTENDED THE CEREMONY: Glenda Browne

PEACE:

The Air Force Wright Laboratory, Dayton, Ohio, USA, for instigating research & development on a chemical weapon -- the so-called "gay bomb" -- that will make enemy soldiers become sexually irresistible to each other.REFERENCE: "Harassing, Annoying, and 'Bad Guy' Identifying Chemicals," Wright Laboratory, WL/FIVR, Wright Patterson Air Force Base, Ohio, June 1, 1994.

Kuo Cheng Hsieh, of Taichung, Taiwan, for patenting a device, in the year 2001, that catches bank robbers by dropping a net over them.REFERENCE: U.S. patent #6,219,959, granted on April 24, 2001, for a "net trapping system for capturing a robber immediately."NOTE: The Ig Nobel Board of Governors has attempted repeatedly to find Mr. Hsieh, but he seems to have vanished mysteriously. [Breaking news: Mr. Hsieh reportedly has seen a news account of the Ig Nobel ceremony, and contacted the news agency. Details soon.]

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

These are the top three limericks published, apparently in a Washington Post writing contest in the mid 1990s, where contestants had to rhyme Monica Lewinsky and Ted Kaczynski:

THE LEWINSKY and KACZYNSKI LIMERICK

The Washington Post runs a weekly contest in its Style section called the "Style Invitational." The requirements this week were to use the two words Lewinsky (The Intern) and Kaczynski (the Unabomber) in the same limerick. Remember, the following winning entries were printed in the newspaper.

Third place:

There once was a girl named Lewinsky,Who played on a flute like Stravinsky.'Twas "Hail to the Chief"On this flute made of beefThat stole the front page from Kaczynski.

Second place:

Said Clinton to young Ms. Lewinsky,"We don't want to leave clues like Kaczynski.Since you made such a mess,Use the hem of your dress;And please wipe that stuff off your chinsky."

And the winning entry:

Lewinsky and Clinton have shownWhat Kaczynski must surely have known:That an intern is betterThan a bomb in a letterWhen deciding how best to be blown

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Monday, October 8, 2007

Four married guys go fishing. After an hour, the following conversation took place:First guy: "You have no idea what I had to do to be able to come out fishing this weekend. I had to promise my wife that I would paint every room in the house next weekend."Second guy: "That is nothing, I had to promise my wife that I would build her a new deck for the pool."Third guy: "Man, you both have it easy! I had to promise my wife that I would remodel the kitchen for her.They continue to fish. When they realized that the fourth guy has not said a word, they asked him: "You haven't said anything about what you had to do to be able to come fishing this weekend. What's the deal?"Fourth guy: "I just set my alarm for 5:30 am . When it went off, I shut off my alarm, gave the wife a slap on her ass and said "Fishing or sex?" and she said "Wear sun-block."

Sunday, October 7, 2007

He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire - Winston Churchill

Thank you for sending me a copy of your book. I’ll waste no time reading it - Moses Hadas

I’ve had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn’t it - Groucho Marx

He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends - Oscar Wilde

Don’t worry about avoiding temptation - as you grow older, it will avoid you - Winston Churchill

Anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung - Voltaire

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read - Groucho Marx

You know you've got bad eating habits when you use a grocery cart in 7-Eleven - Dennis Miller

A conclusion is simply the place where someone got tired of thinking - Arthur Block

The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face - Jack Handey

Have you ever noticed? Anybody going slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac - George Carlin

I'm always amazed to hear of air crash victims so badly mutilated that they have to be identified by their dental records. What I can't understand is, if they don't know who you are, how do they know who your dentist is? - Paul Merton

III. On the II day of March, during the attack on the city by Lars Porsena of Clausium and his Tuscan Army of CMX men, Captain Horatius, with Sergeant Sporius Laritus and Corporal Julius Herminius, held the entire Tuscan army at the far end of the bridge, until the structure could be destroyed, thereby saving the city.

IV. Captain Horatius did valiantly fight and kill one Major Picus of Clausium in individual combat.

V. The exemplary courage and the outstanding leadership of Captain Horatius are in the highest tradition of the Roman Army.JULIUS ANTINOUS,Commander, II Foot LegionIst, Ind, AG IV Calends, April CCCLX

TO: G-III

For comment.

G.C.IInd Ind, G-III IX Calends, May CCC

TO: G-II

I. For comment and forwarding.

II. Change end of paragraph III from "saving the city" to "lessened the effectiveness of the enemy attack." The Roman Army was well dispersed tactically; the reserve has not been committed. The phrase as written might be construed to cast aspersions on our fine army.

I. Your statements concerning the loss of your shield and sword in the Tiber River of III March CCCLX have been carefully considered.

II. It is admitted that you were briefly in action against certain unfriendly elements on that day. However, Sergeant Lartius and Corporal Herminius were in the same action and did not lose any government property.

III. The Finance Officer has been directed to reduce your next pay by II-I/IV talents (I-III/IV talents cost on each sword, officers; III/IV talent cost of one each shield, M-II).

IV. You are enjoined and admonished to pay strict attention to conservation of government funds and property. The budget must be balanced next year.

Friday, October 5, 2007

What's Irish diplomacy?The ability to tell a man to go to hell so that he'll look forward to making the trip.What's the difference between an Irish wedding and a Irish wake? One Less DrunkWhy dont't Irish Women use vibrators?They chip their teethWhy do Tipperary men always carry rubbish in their pockets? For identification====A Corkman was charged with murder but was acquitted by the skin of his teeth. Afterwards he told his solicitor that he could prove he was innocent because he was in jail at the time the crime was committed.'Why on earth didn't you tell that to the court?' asked his solicitor.'I thought that it might prejudice the jury against me', said the Corkman.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

A guy meets a girl out at a nightclub and she invites him back to her place for the night, her parents are out of town and this is the perfect opportunity.They get back to her house and they go into her bedroom, and when the guy walks in the door he notices all these fluffy toys. There's hundreds of them, fluffy toys on top of the wardrobe, fluffy toys on the bookshelf and window sill, there's more on the floor, and of course fluffy toys all over the bed.

Later, after they've had sex, he turns to her and asks, "So, how was I?"

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

[Blackadder is writing a letter to Amy, as dictated by the Prince.]Prince George: Tally ho, my fine, saucy young trollop. Your luck's in. Trip along here with all your cash and some naughty night attire, and you'll be staring at my bedroom ceiling from now till Christmas, you lucky tart. Yours with the deepest respect etc. Signed George. PS Woof, woof!Blackadder: Ah, yes your highness...if I may change one small aspect?Prince George: What?Blackadder: The words?

Baldrick: I have a cunning plan to solve the problem.Blackadder: Yes Baldrick. Let us not forget you tried to solve the problem of your mother's low ceiling by cutting off her head.

Blackadder: Oh God bills, bills, bills. One is born, one runs up bills, one dies. Honestly Baldrick, sometimes I feel like a pelican - whichever way I turn, I've still got an enormous bill in front of me.

Blackadder: Baldrick, I would like to say how much I will miss your honest, friendly companionship.Baldrick: Thank you Mr. B.Blackadder: But, as we both know, it would be an utter lie. I will therefore confine myself to saying simply sod off, and if I ever meet you again, it will be twenty billion years too soon.

Blackadder: [Describing Baldrick's poetry] It started badly, it tailed off a little in the middle and the less said about the end the better, but apart from that it was excellent.

George: The war started because of the vile Hun and his villainous empire building.Blackadder: George, the British Empire at present covers a quarter of the globe, while the German Empire consists of a small sausage factory in Tanganyika. I hardly think we can we can be entirely absolved from blame on the imperialistic front.

Blackadder: This is a crisis, a large crisis. In fact, if you've got a moment, it's a twelve-storey crisis with a magnificent entrance hall, carpeted throughout; twenty-four hour porterage and an enormous sign on the roof saying 'This is a Large Crisis'.

Baldrick: I don't like them doctors. If they start poking around inside me...Blackadder: Baldrick, why would anyone wish to poke around inside you?Baldrick: They might find me interesting.Blackadder: I find the Great Northern and Metropolitan sewage system interesting, but that doesn't mean I want to put on some rubber gloves and pull things out of it with a pair of tweezers.

Darling: A German spy is giving away every one of our battle plans.Melchett: You look surprised, Blackadder.Blackadder: I certainly am sir. I didn't realize we had any battle plans.Melchett: Of course we've got plans! How else do you think our battles are directed?Blackadder: Our battles are directed, sir?Melchett: Of course they are. Directed accoring to the grand plan.Blackadder: Oh I see. And would that be the plan to continue with total slaughter until everybody's dead except Field Marshal Haig, Lady Haig, and their tortoise, Alan?

Melchett: Now, Field Marshal Haig has formulated a brilliant tactical plan to ensure final victory in the fieldBlackadder: Would this brilliant plan involve us climbing over the top of our trenches and walking, very slowly towards the enemy?Darling: How did you know that Blackadder? It's classified informationBlackadder: It's the same plan we used last time, and the seventeen times before thatMelchett: E-e-exactly! And that is what is so brilliant about it. It will catch the watchful Hun totally off guard. Doing exactly what we've done eighteen times before will be the last thing they expect us to do this time.

[George is preparing to paint Blackadder]Blackadder: Right, you ready?George: Yes, if you just want to pop your clothes on the stoolBlackadder: I'm sorry?George: Just pop your clothes on the stool over thereBlackadder: You mean... you want me... tackle out?George: Well, I'd have thought so yesBlackadder: If I can remind you of the realities of battle George, one of the first things everyone notices is that all the protagonists keep their clothes ON. Neither we nor the Hun favout fighting our battles au naturel...George: It's artistic licence sir... it's the willing suspension of disbeliefBlackadder: Well I'm not having anyone staring in disbelief at my willy suspension!

Percy: I must say Edmund, it was jolly nice of you to ask me to share your breakfast before the rigours of the day begin.Blackadder: It is said, Percy, that civilized man seeks out good and intelligent company so that through learned discourse he may rise above the savage and closer to God.Percy: [Delighted] Yes, I'd heard that.Blackadder: Personally, however, I like to start the day with a total dickhead to remind me I'm best.

Blackadder: The path of my life is strewn with cowpats from the devil's own satanic herd!

[Blackadder is selling his house. Mr. and Mrs. Pants are looking around.]Mrs. Pants: Strange smell.Blackadder: Yes, that's the servant - he'll be gone.Mr. Pants: You're really worked out your banter, haven't you?Blackadder: No, not really. This is a different thing, it's spontaneous and it's called wit.

Blackadder: This place stinks like a pair of armoured trousers after the Hundred Years War. Baldrick, have you been eating dung again?

Percy: Oh, come on Edmund. The greatest explorer of our age is coming home. The streets have never been so gay. Women are laughing, children are singing. Oh look, look, there's a man being indecently assaulted by nine foreign sailors and he's still got a smile on his face.

Young Crone: Do have an appointment?Blackadder: No.Young Crone: Well, you can go in anyway.Blackadder: Thank you, young crone. Here is a purse full of moneys...which I'm not going to give to you.

Blackadder: I've had it up to here with that Prince. One more insult and our contract will be as broken as this jugBaldrick: But that jug's not brokenBlackadder: You really do walk right into these things, don't you Baldrick?[Smashes the jug on Baldrick's head]

Blackadder: She's got the worst personality in Germany. And as you can imagine, that's up against some pretty stiff competition.

Flashheart: Eat knuckle, Fritz. [He knocks Blackadder to the ground and holds him there with his foot.] How disgusting, a Bosch on the sole of my boot. I shall have to find a patch of grass to wipe it in. I'll be shunned in the Officer's Mess. "Sorry about the pong, you fellas; trod in the Bosch and can't get rid of the WHIFF."Blackadder: If we could dispense with the hilarious doggie-doo metaphor for a moment, I am not a Bosch, this is a British trench.Flashheart: Thank heaven for that, thought I'd landed sausage-side. Mind if I use your phone? If word gets out I'm dead, five hundred girls will kill themselves. I wouldn't want them on my conscience, not when they oughta be on my FACE.

Baldrick: I'm glad to say you won't be needing those pills Mr. B.Blackadder: Am I jumping the gun Baldrick, or are the words 'I have a cunning plan' marching with ill-deserved confidence in the direction of this conversation?Baldrick: They certainly are.Blackadder: Well forgive me if I don't jump up and down with glee, your record in this department is not exactly 100%.

Blackadder: I was wondering whether, after being tortured by the most vicious sadist in the German army, I might be allowed a week's leave to recuperate.Melchett: Excellent idea - your commanding officer would have to be stark raving mad to refuse you.Blackadder: You are my commanding officer.Melchett: Well?Blackadder: Can I have a weeks leave to recuperate sir?Melchett: Certainly not.Blackadder: Thank you sir.Melchett: Baaah!

George: You know what would cheer you up? A Charlie Chaplain film! Oh I love old chappers, don't you cap?Blackadder: Unfortunately no, I don't. I find his films about as funny as getting an arrow through the neck and then discovering there's a gas bill tied to it.Plan A: Captain Cook (series 4)[Blackadder puts the phone down.]Baldrick: Who was that?Blackadder: Strangely enough Baldrick, that was his Holiness Pope Gregory IX, inviting me to join him for drinks aboard his steam yacht, the Saucy Sue, currently wintering in Montego Bay, with the England cricket team, and the Balinese Goddes of Plenty.Baldrick: Really?Blackadder: No, not really. I've been ordered to HQ - no doubt means that idiot General Melchett is about to offer me an attractive new opportunity to have my brains blown out for Britain.

Blackadder: I remember Massingbird's most famous case - the Case of the Bloody Knife. A man was found next to a murdered body. He had the knife in his hand, thirteen witnesses had seen him stab the victim and when the police arrived he said 'I'm glad I killed the bastard.' Massingbird not only got him off, he got hom knighted in the New Year's Honours list, and the relatives of the victim had to pay to get the blood washed out of his jacket.

Blackadder: Baldrick, does it have to be this way? Our valued friendship ending with me cutting you up into strips and telling the prince that you walked over a very sharp cattle grid in an extremely heavy hat?

Blackadder: Doesn't anyone know? We hate the French! We fight wars against them! Did all those men die in vain on the field of Agincourt? Was the man who burnt Joan of Arc simply wasting good matches?

Baldrick: But then I'll go to hell for ever for stealing!Blackadder: Baldrick, believe me, eternity in the company of Beelzebub, and all his hellish instruments of death, will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me and this pencil.

[Baldrick has just been made a lord, much to Blackadder's annoyance, and been given £400,000.]Blackadder: Give me the bloody money, Baldrick or you're dead.Baldrick: Give me the bloody money Baldrick or you're dead, MY LORD.Blackadder: Just do it Baldrick, or I shall further enoble you by knighting you very clumsily with this meat cleaver.

Blackadder: We are reprieved. It is a triumph for stupidity over common sense.Baldrick: Thank you very much.Blackadder: As a special reward, Baldrick, take a short holiday. [Pauses for a second.] Did you enjoy it?

Queen Elizabeth: And me, did you miss me, Edmund?Blackadder: Madam, life without you was like a broken pencil.Queen Elizabeth: Explain?Blackadder: Pointless.

[Melchett offers an idea to relieve his and Blackadder's boredom.]Lord Melchett: Well, perhaps some pleasant word game?Blackadder: Yes, alright. Make a sentence out of the following words: face, sodding, your, shut.

Percy: Fashion today is towards the tiny.Edmund: Well in that case Percy, you have the most fashionable brain in London.

Hag: Two things, my lord, must thee know of the Wise Woman. First, she is...a woman, and second, she is...Edmund: Wise?Hag: Oh! You know her then?Edmund: No, just a wild stab in the dark, which, is incidentally what you'll be getting if you don't start being a bit more helpful. Do you know where she lives?

Blackadder: We've been sitting here since Christmas 1914, during which millions of men have died, and we've advanced no further than an asthmatic ant with some heavy shopping.

Blackadder: Sir, is there something the matter?General Melchett: You're damned right there's something the matter! Something sinister & something grotesque. And what's worse is that it's going on right under my very nose!Blackadder: Sir, your moustache is lovely.

George: Oh, sir, just one thing - if we should happen to tread on a mine, what do we do?Blackadder: Well, normal procedure, Lieutenant, is to jump 200 feet into the air and scatter yourself over a wide area.

Nurse Mary: Ah, Captain Blackadder. I hope you're going to conduct yourself with a little more decorum this time.Blackadder: No, I'm going to conduct myself with no decorum. Shove off.

Blackadder: Good day, cousin McAdder. I trust you are well.McAdder: Aye, well enough.Blackadder: And Morag?McAdder: She bides fine.Blackadder: And how stands that mighty army, the clan McAdder?McAdder: They're both well.

Blackadder: He's about as effective as a cat flap in an elephant house.

Baldrick: I have a plan, sir.Blackadder: Really, Baldrick, a cunning and subtle one?Baldrick: Yes, sir.Blackadder: As cunning as a fox who's just been appointed Professor of Cunning at Oxford University?

Blackadder: A war hasn't been fought this badly since Olaf the Hairy, High Chief of all the Vikings, accidently ordered 80,000 battle helmets with the horns on the inside.

Blackadder: The guns have stopped because we are about to attack. Not even our generals are mad enough to shell their own men. They feel it's more sporting to let the Germans do it.

Blackadder: It is strangely keeping in the manner of our courtship that your maid of honour should be a man.Baldrick: Thank you very much, my lord.Blackadder: I use the word 'man' in the broadest possible sense. For as we all know, God created man in his own image, and it would be a sad look out for Christians throughout the globe if God looked anything like you, Baldrick.

Blackadder: You see, Baldrick, in order to prevent war in Europe, two superblocs developed: us, the French and the Russians on one side, and the Germans and Austro-Hungary on the other. The idea was to have two vast opposing armies, each acting as the other's deterrent. That way there could never be a war.Baldrick: But - this is a sort of a war, isn't it sir?Blackadder: Yes that's right, you see there was a tiny flaw in the plan.George: What was that sir?Blackadder: It was bollocks.

[Blackadder is interrogating Darling trying to find a German spy]Captain Darling: I'm as British as Queen Victoria!Blackadder: So your father's German, you're half German and you married a German?

Lord Flashheart: Always treat your kite like you treat your woman!George: How do you mean, sir? Do you mean take her home at the weekend to meet your mother?Lord Flashheart: No! Get inside her five times a day and take her to heaven and back!

Blackadder: Right Baldrick, let's try again. This is called adding. If I have two beans and then I add two more beans, what do I have?Baldrick: Some beans.Blackadder: Yes...and no. Let's try again, shall we? I have two beans, then I add to more beans what does that make?Baldrick: A very small casserole.Blackadder: Baldrick, the ape creature of the Indus have mastered this. Now, try again. One, two, three, four! So how many are there?Baldrick: ThreeBlackadder: What.Baldrick: (Pointing to one) And that one.Blackadder: (Picking it up) Three and that one. So if I add that one to the three what will I have?Baldrick: Ah! Some beans.Blackadder: Yes. To you Baldrick, the rennaissance was just something that happened to other people, wasn't it?